Wiz Khalifa – Hide It (feat. Don Toliver) Lyrics

Hide It

Wiz Khalifa (feat. Don Toliver)

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"Hide It." - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Don Toliver)

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 04:42 pm

Album: Kush + Orange Juice 2

Track No: 20

You wanna slide on me anyways
You think I lied to you anyways
And I put some time up in it, baby
'Cause I caught a vibe, girl, and I can't hide it
You know you're still mine anyway
I wanna dive up in it, bae
Waistline in shape
I can do this all day
Foot on the pedal, no brakes 'cause I need several, first place
So why these medals keep goin' and never stop?
I told myself, "Never settle," spent countless hours doin' levels
Just to watch you JP-ass **** steal from us
Been here before and gon' be here, and they gon' still love us
This ain't no ordinary squad, these my real brothers
We all share tears together, got bread together
Roll somethin' up and get my head together
Lay some clothes out and put a fit together
Might go to Harlem for some different weather
When I touch down, me and DZA met up
I hit a blunt smoker then hit up my investor
Spend reckless 'cause I just gotta get a big necklace
And I need extras, twenty-hour a day and I ain't rest yet
My new album I drop gon' be the best yet
Got a pound with me, but that's the secret that's best kept
And she don't wanna ride 'less it's Taylor Gang or it's jet set
You wanna slide on me anyways
You think I lied to you anyways
And I put some time up in it, baby
'Cause I caught a vibe, girl, and I can't hide it
You know you're still mine anyway
I wanna dive up in it, bae
Waistline in shape
I can do this all day
By any means, we rollin' up all the trees
And givin' some to the car service driver before we leave
She like, this the biggest bag she ever seen
Figuratively and literally
I'm the type to get you high in the middle of the week
Your girls call, you catchin' up on sleep
I might swing through later then my mission complete
True player, practice what I preach
Get high as me in some fifteen hundred dollar jeans
Sent that text an hour ago, you ain't reply to me
Now I got a new one to ride beside me
Blow planes in the sky with me
Scream out "Taylor Gang" or die with me
You wanna slide on me anyways
You think I lied to you anyways
And I put some time up in it, baby
'Cause I caught a vibe, girl, and I can't hide it
You know you're still mine anyway
I wanna dive up in it, bae
Waistline in shape
I can do this all day
And so it goes
In Atlanta, kush and honeys
We gotta have orange juice to get the money
We are not out of motion even when it's slow, that's better than nothin' at all
There ain't an ounce too big or a gram too small
Bought this for these badass chicks and my dogs
So we ain't smokin' with y'all
Let 'em run, a leash that'll never get lost
Kush so distinct, you could smell what it costs
Not an ash on me, even though I been smokin' all night long
We all different people when these strains get cored
Pictures get taken, feelings get explored
Joint in your hand, catchin' a vibe you can't ignore
You want more? Kush and orange

Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Caleb Toliver, Ronald Nathan LaTour, JasonMartin, Dominique Sanders & Miles Emmanuel Foley Beining.

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